My clever friend Tara over at Sticky Fingers has been running a gallery at her place for ages now. I think it’s a brilliant idea, but I’ve been holding back from joining in because, well, not to put too fine a point on it, my photos are crap. I’ve had many cameras in my life, …
If, like me, you have the odd day (week/month/life) when you feel you are a less than adequate parent, rush off to UK Gold tomorrow and watch Outnumbered. Seeing the hapless parents being outmanoeuvred, outclassed and, of course, outnumbered by their amazingly talented offspring (isn’t the little girl stunning? And terrifying) always makes me feel …
It’s holiday time. And I have a very clear idea of how things should be organised: Fantasy In January, I spend a happy weekend surfing lovely places to stay. I book judiciously, and soon I have little entries on the calendar for April, a weekend in July, and two weeks in August. I spend the …
Sponsored post I’ve been having a bit of crisis of conscience lately. As you’ll know if you’ve popped in before, I don’t often do sponsored posts, mostly because I think they’re a bit boring for you. If they’re run over a number of other blogs as well, you can find yourself visiting quite a few cyberchums, …
Sponsored post The very lovely people at essentials magazine have asked me to write about the most important woman in my life. They’re looking for real people to grace their magazine, which I think is a great idea. I think we’re all pretty fed up with looking at stick-thin, air-brushed women, who are meant to inspire us, but whose lives, …
I’ve just heard the thud of the post hitting the mat. And I can tell by the size of that thud that there is a good haul of catalogues included today. Yummy! What all those retailers don’t realise, though, is that, for me, leafing through the catalogues, or even surfing online for goods, has virtually …
I spent such a lot of time gazing at this screen, I sometimes forget what fun it is to get out and about. I find myself turning down invitations, making my world smaller and smaller, telling myself, and others, that I have thousands of words to get down and can’t possibly step away from the …
Thanks for all your lovely concern about my vile spam of doom. I had a reassuring voicemail today from a policeman telling me I now have an incident case number and everything, which makes me feel miles better. Ah, the comforts of bureaucracy. I was listening along, thinking how pleasantly my policeman sounded like Gene Hunt of Life on …
I’ve had various moans about spam before – people sending me comments like ‘good blog, keep up good work’ – anodyne enough, you might think, until you see that they are going by the unusual name of Sexy Asian Babes and want that published right next to their comment. Er, no, not on this blog! Then, …
The Cumbria massacre has made me think about jealousy. The girlfriend who dumped Derrick Bird via text, the terms of the family will, the fall-out between the brothers might, outwardly, make some sort of piled-up motive for the taxi driver’s actions. But the real fuel for his rage, I suspect, came from a hideous home-brewed cocktail of resentment, grief, hatred and …